Fall leaves cloak youngster’s hideout




“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.” ― Henry David Thoreau

This is the time of the year when children romp and jump freely on the stacks of colorful leaves that parents and neighbors have carefully raked and piled into strategically selected spots on their lawns safe from those errant and mischievous autumn breezes. It is also the time when young-at-heart adults tend to enjoy the sound of the leaves crunching beneath their feet. The whimsical sounds of the season. — gc

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